Sunday Crush, Monday Marriage
Anon requested: Omg! Can you write a fic for black! plus sized! reader x Jason Todd? Maybe he meets her at a book store or pet store and he asks for her number they hang out a couple times but she still doesn’t get that he likes her, you can take it from there? fluff please :)
I am only familiar with the rebirth Jason Todd, so I set this while he was training at the manor and is still Batman's Robin.
Pairings: Jason todd x black plus sized reader
Jason stood in front of a huge section of books, all textbooks with large, unmistakable letters. He was looking for a specific one on forensic science when you walked around the corner.
You were a tad frazzled and desperately in need of a certain veterinary textbook. You'd saved all your tips for the past month so you could finally afford it and get caught up with your class. It was the last thing you needed. You'd been doing fine so far, with it being the early stages of the year. Soon enough Google wouldn't protect you.
Jason was just thinking how Bruce was going to kill him for making a pit stop on your way back to the manor when he turned his head and saw you standing there. His mind short-circuited for a moment.
The first thing he saw was dark skin. The light in the book store was shit but the way it shone off of you...he could have sworn you were painted before him.
Next it was the curves...and the dips...and the rolls...You were like a road, winding it's way into his brain, leading him to you. Your hair was natural and stunning, and when he found himself looking at your face he was gobsmacked that that was perfect too.
Jason was always busy with training at the manor, so he never had time to go out and see...other people. Like, any of them. Not one.
You were more than just another person. You were exceptional. At least, as far as he could tell.
You didn't notice the dark-haired boy next to you staring. Your eyes were too busy scanning book spines. When he cleared his throat, however, you looked up instinctively.
"Hi..I'm Jason." He put his hand out and you paused. Why in the world was this boy talking to you?
"Uh...I'm Y/N." Your hand met his. "Is there, like, something in my hair?" Your hands shot up to your head and he laughed. You found yourself liking the sound of it.
"No, uh, I just wanted to say hi. I'm...in need of some new friends." Jason mentally slapped himself. Why on earth did he say friends? There was nothing friendly about his feelings for this girl so far.
You, of course, were not surprised. While plenty of boys had gone on dates with you and you'd had several good relationships, there were always certain boys, especially the white ones, who just wanted to 'see what it was like'."
This boy looked innocent enough, though. There was a chance he really did just want to be friends.
"Do you make a habit of meeting complete strangers in public places, or is that more of a hobby?"
Jason laughed again, the smile remaining on his face as he answered, "Only when the girl is as pretty as you."
A line? Really!? Was he that desperate for friends he was even flirting to get them?
"Alright then. Well, I'm free now?"
His face fell. "I have somewhere to be... but give me your number and I'll call you. We can set something up."
You didnt know why you grabbed his phone and put your number in. Maybe it was because you thought he was cute (even though he wasnt into you). Maybe you wanted to see if he really would call.
Either way, the number was in there. He backed away grinning.
You kept your eyes on him and chose to ignore warning him about the full cart of books in his path.
You gave him a wave just before he fell, and tried really hard not to let him hear you laugh.
It was the next day that he texted you. He had two hours free on Wednesday and offered to take you to lunch. You weren't busy and were super surprised that he actually contacted you, so you figured you may as well. You didnt have a heck of a lot of male friends anyway. May as well deepen the pool a bit.
The lunch went really well. He paid for everything, despite your offering to get your own half. Jason told you he was studying forensics and criminal law, and seemed super into the fact that you were studying to be a veterinarian.
"I just think animals are the greatest way of testing and exploring human empathy. Humans will die for their pets but not for each other. Animals are special, ya know?"
Your words were both a surprise and completely expected. "That's such an interesting way of looking at it. Most people just say "I love animals."
You laughed. "Hey, that's a valid reason to be a vet. What about you? Criminal law? You want to serve justice, right? Fight bad guys?" You brought your iced tea up to your lips.
"Yes." He said it so sincerely you stopped mid-sip.
"But I also want to destroy unfair power structures. Prejudice runs so rampantly in Gotham...in the world. More than just racism or sexism, people feel truly better than another person. How can you ever put yourself above another human being? I mean, even the Batman is just a human being. So he tries to eliminate crime.. Doesn't make him special. Doesn't make him evil, either. Just makes him determined."
It sucked so. Damn. Bad. That this boy was not into you. You sipped your iced tea more aggressively as your attraction grew. Why did he have to be so handsome? And smart? And charming as hell!?
Jason, of course, was smitten with you. If he loved what you looked like outside, he was ready to marry your personality. You were funny and humble and intelligent. What did he do to deserve a date with you?
You hung out again a few days later at a movie, and again the following week hanging out downtown.
With every outing you fell more and more for Jason. Unknown to you, he was having the same problem.
You were hanging out in the library, both doing separate research while having sporadic conversations, when he asked you.
"So..are you seeing anyone else?"
You snorted, because there were several things wrong with that question, but you chose to start with the glaringly obvious part.
"Else? Who am I seeing now?"
Jason jerked his head back, and it was like ice water ran down his back. "I..I thought you were happy?"
You raised your eyes to meet his. "Happy with what?"
He stood, hurt. "U-us...this! I know we were taking it slow but I didn't think you hated it that much. Why didn't you say anything?"
Now you were really and truly confused. "Jason...what in the actual hell are you talking about? What do you mean by us? I'm enjoying our friendship if that's what's bothering you."
His mouth went dry from its hanging open so long. Friendship...
"I...I thought we were dating this whole time..."
Your eyes must have grown three times their size. Jason....was into you?
"You said you wanted a friend when we met."
"I'm an idiot. I was nervous...you were so beautiful and I didn't want to say the wrong thing."
Your stomach convulsed as you began to laugh. It was a hearty, genuine laugh and Jason seemed offended for a moment before he joined in on the laughter. He started towards you as it subsided.
You stood and met him halfway. "And to think...I've had a secret crush on you this whole time."
He smiled wide and put his hands on your hips. "Really? Because I've had an even bigger one."
You rolled your eyes. "Everything's a contest."
You both smiled and just stared at each other, letting the relationship shift in your mind as you realized that this boy liked you...more than you even realized.
You both leaned forward into a kiss, savoring every second.
"Whoo!" Jason cried, making you giggle. "Y/N likes me!"
You almost lost it when the librarian gave him a death glare.
He just put a hand on your face and sighed.
"Whoo..." he said, whispering now. "Y/N likes me."
"Whoo..." you repeated. "Jason likes me too."
Jason placed his forehead on yours. "Now...about seeing someone else?"
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